I'm chilling on the dirt roads
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones,
Smoke rollin' out the window,

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Got me reminiscing on the good times

Turning off the real life, driving that's right
I'm hittin' easy street in mud tires


Back in the day pop bomb was the place to go
Load the truck up hit the dirt road,
Jump the barbwire spread the word

Light the bonfire then call the girls
The king in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack and gin were a few good men

When we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said she said

Ain't it funny how rumors spread
Like I know something ya'll don't know
Man that talk is getting old

you better watch your business man watch your mouth
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
No time for talking man ya'll ain't listenin'

Them old dirt roads is what ya'll missin'

You know I'm chilling on the back roads,

Laid back swervin' like i'm George Jones,
Smoke rollin' out the window,
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console

Memory lane up in the headlights
Has got me reminiscing on the good times
Turning off the real life, driving that's right

I'm hittin' easy street in mud tires

I sit back and think about them good old days

The way we were raised and our southern ways
We like cornbread and biscuits
If it's broke round here we fix it

I can take ya'll where you need to go
Down to my hood and back in them woods
We do it different round here that's right

And we sure do it good and we do it all night
So if you really wanna know how it feels
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels

Jump on in and man tell your friends
And we'll raise hell where the black to ends


I'm chilling on the back roads,
Laid back swervin' like i'm George Jones,
Smoke rollin' out the window,

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on the good times

Turning off the real life, driving thats right
Hittin easy street in mud tires


Yeah I'm chillin' on the back roads
Laid back swervin' like i'm George Jones
Smoke rollin out the window,

An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on the good times

Turning off the real life, driving thats right
Hittin' easy street in mud tires